Two Parents and A Truck

Tomorrow's the big day ya'll! I'm moving into my apartment. You've probably all been thinking about this all week. You're on pins and needles of excitement just awaiting the big day. You don't have to tell me. I know. Well, to whet your appetite for the fascinating anecdotes of riding freight elevators, opening boxes, and hanging pictures (seriously, guys, calm yourselves. I know, it's like Christmas Eve.), thought I'd share some photos of the Charlotte leg of the move. These photos are courtesy of my parents who are also now known as the world's best parents for handling everything on the Charlotte end.

So, ladies and gentlemen, I present to you the works of my mom, the photojournalist.

First up, the truck. Now, I'm not sure if it's blurry because my dad and the truck were in motion or because my mom was motion. Let's hope it was the latter for safety's sake. Or, perhaps it's blurry from the tears my mom was shedding over me moving away. No, that can't be right. My parents were really eager to help me pack up and move. Like, super eager. (just kidding)

I'm not entirely sure how all of this is going to fit in a studio apartment. The photo below actually shows about 1/4 of the stuff I currently have in a Budget truck outside. Unloading tomorrow should be interesting.

I told my parents that, since they're up here, they might as well just handle the DC side of the move too and can call me when it's over. My mom didn't think that was very funny. But, "go big or go home," amiright? (Except, please don't go home yet - I need help!)

There was one member of the family who was not very helpful. She was confused and frightened by the whole ordeal. Poor Gracie.

                                                 

 And here is evidence of a job well done. And I say "evidence" because it kind of looks like the crime scene of an episode of "Law & Order." I swear it looked way cuter and less depressing when I lived there.

Thanks to this wonderful crew (plus my mom, not pictured) for spending the morning loading up the truck. Yes, that is a "Wesley Crushers" t-shirt my dad is wearing. And, yes, it is from The Big Bang Theory. Bazinga.